I’m going to be gone from the blog for a while. Not sure how long yet, but am feeling the need to disconnect.

Hope to “see” youse (that’s NEPA speak for you all) when I’m back.

Ciao for now,
Rach

 


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8 responses to “Haitus”

  1. I know the feeling! I’m wrestling with the same thing. I’ll be here looking forward to your return.

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      rachvb

      Thank you, Angella. I’m glad you’ll still be here when I get back. I think all this Eastern humidity is getting to my head 😉
      xoxo

  2. Do, please, decide to return. These are times of flux, with or without Eastern humidity, though I am glad I don’t have to deal with that. I, too, fair-weather reader though I have been of late – it’s part of that flux thing – will be here, or over at my own spot, talking, it would seem, in tongues and driving readers away by the dozen. I so hope you’ll be back. xo

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      rachvb

      I think the summer has something to do with it. Who wants to be on their computer when the sun is out?!! We’ll all cozy back indoors and sit by the fires.
      I’m going to pretend I’m on an extended river trip. I’ll tell you all the stories after =)
      xoxo

  3. I ditto what Angella and Marylinn say, RachvB. Please do come back. I don’t seem able to comment anywhere these days, including on my own blog, and have been thinking along the same lines as you and Angella re; taking a break for a while. I’ve been feeling inhibited by an intrusive, space-invading reader lately, trying to get my head around the unpleasantnesses of internet stalking. Yuk. One would think a writer could ‘block’ an unwanted reader, but apparently not. How crazy is that? The only thing one can do is set up restricted readership, which seems counter to the ethos out here somehow? I’m running away with myself here, but heavens. . . how else would we have met – you, Angella, Marylinn and I? And I’m so grateful. Seems we’re in a similar-but-different jam. Web burn-out? I feel that sometimes, too. But we’re all here and linked up in the ways that really matter, no matter what and in ways independent of conventional lore. We’re The band, remember (thank you, Marylinn). Take care as you give yourself permission to take a bit of respite time. xo

    1. rachvb Avatar
      rachvb

      Dear Claire,
      I am indeed coming back. And maybe all I need is a week, maybe more. I’m not really sure yet, it’s been what – three days =) I hate the idea of restricting who comes here or anywhere, I know there are a lot of other people out there searching around for a place to land. I’ve really grown a lot just being able to put myself out there and having all of you here. This really has been a positive and wonderful experience being able to read and communicate with every one. And where else could I do that?! The internet is amazing and also time consuming and INSTANT. It doesn’t seem that long ago that people would wait for days for letters and communications from people. I think we want everything to be so quick and we expect it to be so quick we can hardly focus anymore on patience.
      I think that’s where I’m at. I’m having trouble focusing on my work. I’m having trouble trusting my work. I’m having trouble finding confidence in my work and I’m the only person who can really figure that out despite my wanting to look to you and to readers and to anyone really for the answer to that. But I will indeed be back. It’s too bad we can’t meet once every couple of weeks for wine and wonderful food and connect without being forced through the “wires” and satellites.
      I’m sorry about your unwanted reader. Why do people feel the need to invade in such a way? These are our sacred spaces. I hope you’re able to figure how to deal with “them”
      Love to you.
      xoxo

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    titanium tom

    rachcel, I just want you to know that I love you very much and I too went through the same shit when I was younger. It does get better, much better. hope , love and prays seem to help. but go for everything. I wish I could give you a million bucks.

    1. Thanks, Dad.

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